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It has been said not to be so utilitarian, but to improve one's knowledge structure
Lin Xiangyu pouted and said, "Look, isn't someone coming out? Judging by the school uniform, it's from our school."
"What a coincidence," Lin Xiangyu said
Lin Xiangyu stood by, dumbfounded, while Hu Tao's audacity was truly remarkable
Bai Dongyuan, who has a close relationship with Lin Xiangyu, was also selected. Bai Dongyuan is quite remarkable; he appears cold and aloof, and apart from Lin Xiangyu and a few others like Hu Tao, he does not speak to anyone else. His usual academic performance is dismal, but during major exams, he seems to be possessed by the spirit of the literary star, surprisingly making it into the Olympiad class, suddenly becoming a dark horse.
Exiting the library, I passed by the city's gymnasium, where large posters of Faye Wong were plastered on both sides of the road. The short-haired woman, dressed in a white dress, held a microphone, standing in the darkness with her eyes cast down, leaving no one able to guess what she was truly thinking
I feel that she has a bit of classical beauty, and my photo looks completely different from hers. What should I do?" Hu Tao said with concern
Lin Xiangyu shrugged and said: "In this lifetime, when paths cross in a narrow way, one cannot escape the inevitable. You girls just love this kind of thing."
Hmm," the girl nodded, "Class 7 of the second year, Xu Ranran.
"No, how?" Lin Xiangyu glanced at her
Thank you, you are also from No. 1 Middle School, right? I will return it to you next Monday
Not much, do you still have a lot of tapes with me? Let's go to a concert together in the future, for every concert I will return you one tape. Let me count, who do we have, Faye Wong, Jay Chou, Jolin Tsai ... ...
"What a stinky fart," Hu Tao pouted, carefully taking the library card that Lin Xiangyu handed over. To be safe, she first memorized the number on the card. "Oh, she's still a beauty."
Lin Xiangyu once told Hu Tao: "Bai Dongyuan is the true genius, concealing his achievements and fame; you will understand this in the future"
What should I do? You will just bury your head in the registration book and write your name. Remember not to write your name and ID number incorrectly
Do we still need the tape
Lin Xiangyu showed little interest, merely glancing at the photo on the library card, and said with a lack of enthusiasm: "No matter how beautiful it is, it can't compare to your looks, can it?"
"It's too troublesome, let's not do it," Hu Tao said hesitantly
The school's Olympiad class was quickly formed, consisting of forty students per class, who are required to attend lessons in a designated classroom after school
Lin Xiangyu walked over and handed the library card to Hu Tao, not forgetting to raise an eyebrow: "Once I take action, I guarantee there will be no issues"
Hu Tao suddenly remembered something: "Have you ever been to a concert?"
Do you know him/her
Lin Xiangyu took out the book compiled by their Olympiad class teacher, circled a few questions with a red pen, and handed it to her. Hu Tao casually picked up the homework notebook on Lin Xiangyu's desk to take a look. At first, she could manage the first two basic questions, but later on, she was completely at a loss. Feeling somewhat frustrated, Hu Tao wrote down the questions on a piece of draft paper and handed it to Lin Xiangyu. He took it, wrote down the problem-solving ideas, and then pulled out a reference book from his backpack, flipped to the relevant knowledge point, marked it with a fountain pen, and pushed everything back to Hu Tao.
This is a knowledge point that the teacher did not cover in class. Hu Tao, feeling puzzled, wrote on a piece of paper to ask: "Will this be on the exam?"
You are beautiful!
Lin Xiangyu's greatest love is Jin Yong. He has a complete collection of the treasured editions at home, which is his mother's favorite, and Lin Xiangyu does not dare to touch it. He found a copy of "The White Horse Screams in the West Wind" in an inconspicuous position on the bottom shelf and handed it to Hu Tao. Hu Tao flipped through it in confusion and asked in a lowered voice, "Is this written by Jin Yong? How come I've never heard of it?"
The public library in the city has a long history, and it also displays cultural relics. Hu Tao held her breath and walked lightly, as a sign of reverence
"I don't know, but who am I? The illustrious Lin Dashuai, how difficult can it be to borrow a library card?" Lin Xiangyu said dismissively
Hutao stopped and looked up: "So beautiful"
When they arrived at the library entrance, Hu Tao realized that she had forgotten to bring her library card. She felt a bit disheartened, and Lin Xiangyu tugged at the strap of her backpack, comforting her: "Just wait a moment, I will help you borrow one."
"Long hair, short knowledge," Lin Xiangyu shook his head and lowered his voice, "You must have heard of 'The Flying Snow Shoots the White Deer, Laughing at the Divine Hero Leaning on the Green Mandarin Duck,' right? This is precisely the 'White' from it."
Lin Xiangyu found a seat by the window and set down his backpack, stretching lazily: "I will go find a few books to read."
Although she knew that he was not mocking her, Hu Tao felt very dejected. Despite her good grades, she still fell far short compared to Lin Xiangyu.
After speaking, Lin Xiangyu stepped forward to explain his intentions to the girl walking towards him. The girl was very kind and took out the library card that was tucked inside the book to give to Lin Xiangyu
Hutao did not get into the Olympiad class and felt dejected for a while. Seeing her downcast, Lin Xiangyu took the initiative to offer her tutoring over the weekend, teaching her all the methods he found useful. At that time, McDonald's and KFC had just become popular, and students had not yet formed groups to go there to do their homework. The two of them, following the old routine, chose the city library.
At this moment, both individuals were crouching down, speaking softly so that they could hear each other clearly, and they were very close together. Hu Tao slightly turned her head, and by raising her eyes, she could see Lin Xiangyu's eyelashes, each one distinct. Her heart raced like thunder, so she simply hugged the book to her chest, stood up, and pretended to return to her seat.
Lin Xiangyu raised his hand in surrender: "Go away, go away, not going makes you a little dog"